I am not ashamed to stitch a flower in my hair
The flower is the embarassed one,topping an old woman's head
People laugh as I go home drunk,leaning on friends-
ten miles of elegant blinds raised halfway for watching.
SuTung-p'o 1654
The flower is the embarassed one,topping an old woman's head
People laugh as I go home drunk,leaning on friends-
ten miles of elegant blinds raised halfway for watching.
SuTung-p'o 1654
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Re: Ancient Japanese Poem
Wed, March 22, 2006 - 2:03 PMyou should look up jane heirshfeilds translation of some old japanese love poems...they're beautiful
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Re: Ancient Japanese Poem
Mon, April 9, 2007 - 11:18 PMAre you sure of your source? The Su Tung-p'o I've read was a Chinese man who lived in the 11th century. Here's one of his poems, translated by Kenneth Rexroth.
The weaker the wine
“The weakest wine is better than warm water.
Rags are better than no clothes at all.
An ugly wife and a quarrelsome concubine
Are better than an empty house.”
The weaker the wine,
The easier it is to drink two cups.
The thinner the robe,
The easier it is to wear it double.
Ugliness and beauty are opposites,
But when you’re drunk, one is as good as the other.
Ugly wives and quarrelsome concubines,
The older they grow, the more they’re alike.
Live unknown if you would realize your end.
Follow the advice of your common sense.
Avoid the Imperial Audience
Chamber, the Eastern Flowery Hall.
The dust of the times and the wind of the Northern Pass.
One hundred years is a long time,
But at last it comes to an end.
Meanwhile it is no greater accomplishment
To be a rich corpse or a poor one.
Jewels of jade and pearl are put in the mouths
Of the illustrious dead
To conserve their bodies.
They do them no good, but after a thousand years,
They feed the robbers of their tombs.
As for literature, it is its own reward.
Fortunately fools pay little attention to it.
A chance for graft
Makes them blush with joy.
Good men are their own worst enemies.
Wine is the best reward of merit.
In all the world, good and evil,
Joy and sorrow, are in fact
Only aspects of the Void.
Su Tung-p'o (1036-1101)